Nov 25, 2006 21:48
This was an interesting experience.
I was on this chat, and someone logged on, didn't talk, and privately messaged me this poem:
"Mean Gossip Clouds"
Rows and flow of angel hair,
And ice cream castles in the air,
And feather canyons everywhere,
I've looked at clouds that way.
Sometimes they just concealed the sun,
The rained and they snowed on everyone
So many things I would have done,
But clouds concealed The Way.
I've heard of clouds from two sides now,
Both Us and Them and still somehow,
It's mean illusions I recall,
I really don't know Clouds...at all.
Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels,
The dizzy, dancing way that you feel,
As every fairy tale comes real,
I've looked at love that way.
Before it was another show,
And you left them laughing when you'd go,
And if you cared don't let them know,
Conceal thyself away!
I've heard of you from two side now,
Both Us and Them and still somehow,
It's mean illusions that I recall,
I really don't know you,
I really don't know love at all.
Tears and fears and feeling proud,
To say "Know Thyself!" right out loud!
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds,
I've looked at life that way.
Oh, But now old friend they're acting strange
And they shake their heads and they tell me that I've changed,
Well, somethings lost but somethings gained,
In living every day
Oh, I've heard of life from two sides now,
Both Us & Them and still somehow,
It's mean illusions I recall,
I really don't know life at all...
It's mean illusions that I recall,
I really don't know us,
I really don't know Them at all...
--- Sonam Dawa (?) (Not sure if he's the original author..)
poetry,
introspective